I will confront you at last you dreaded empty

When I met you in others I fell in love

From the cradle, to the bottle, to the needle to the bed

We all need something to deliver us from dread

But I believe in truth

Out of this noise, here comes the stillness

Out of this chaos, here comes the order

Out of this language, out of this language

Out of these words

And a hollow man leaves you empty-handed

With fingers carved from Asian ivory

From the cradle, to the treadmill, to the rocker, to the last sigh

Some are made happy when something dies

Out of this noise, here comes the stillness

Out of this chaos, here comes the order

Out of this language, out of this language

Out of these words

Shitsujo, seijaku, shinjitsu

Shitsujo, seijaku, shinjitsu, shinjitsu

Out of patience, out of deed

Out of courage, out of me

Out of reason, out of truth

Out of conscience, out of you

Konran kara shitsujo ga umare

Soon kara seijaku ga umareru

Shinjitsu wa ai o umu

Out of this...